“Listen to me, Roque. She seems like a nice girl. I met her and I like her, but you don’t want to do anything stupid. Your family loves you. I love you.” It’s uncharacteristic of her to talk this openly and I pause, mid-chew, and eyeball her.
“What has Pop said?”
She shakes her head, her lips pursed, and I know right away that I shouldn’t have even asked. The only reason that she and Pop have made it this far without major problems is because she knows to keep her mouth shut and look the other way when necessary.
Ma may not know all of the things that we do, but she knows that being quiet is key to keeping her family alive. And as we all know, family comes first.
I just can’t help but think that maybe Eva could be my family. I mean, I know that it’s stupid to think that, she’s just a piece of ass that I’ve buried myself in twice, but there’s something about her. She’s got a fighting spirit that makes me think she could be a good match for me.
But first we have to make sure she’s going to make it out of here alive.
Even though I’ve only eaten half of my plate, I suddenly lose my appetite, and I push back from the counter. “Thanks, Ma,” I tell her, dropping a kiss on the top of her head. She doesn’t respond, and I turn away, back down the hall. Eva’s in there, alone, and she and I need to have a fucking heart-to-heart if we’re going to make it through this.
Just the thought of her not being in my life squeezes my heart, and I shake my head at myself. When did I get so fucking soft? She’s just a broad, but for some reason it feels like there’s something a little more special about her.
Johnny’s sitting in a chair outside her door, just where he should be to keep an eye on her. She put on a show earlier trying to get out the window, he told me, but hopefully by now she knows that the only way out of here is through me. Or with me. Her choice.
I don’t bother to knock before opening the door. Eva probably knows that she has no privacy here, and I don’t want her to get the wrong impression that she’s some kind of special guest. The thought of walking in on her naked makes my cock hard and I grin as I swing open the door.
She gasps as the door swings open and sits up from where she’s stretched out on the bed. Grinning at her, I stroll in, my arms full of the bags that were left outside the door. That was one thing that I’d asked before I took a nap – someone needed to go shopping for Eva.
Gina and Kelly were all too happy to take the black Amex and hit the stores. I have a distinct feeling that any of the clothes I’m about to offer my sweet Eva are going to be a hell of a lot nicer than what she has hanging in the closet.
“Roque?” Just the way her mouth puckers to form my name makes it hard for me to walk. I don’t bother hiding the way my cock is pressing against the front of my pants, though. I want her to see what she does to me. Eva deserves to know how hard she makes me, even though I can’t take her right now.
“What is all of that?” She scoots to the edge of the bed, her eyes locked on my face. I love that she’s looking at me, not at the bags of clothes, which is where most people would look. But my sweet little Eva isn’t like most people.
“I sent some wives out shopping for you. You wanted to shower, so we’ll do that and then you can get changed.” Tossing the bags so they land next to her on the bed, I reach out for her hand. She hesitates and then takes it, slowly standing up.
“Thank you. I promise you, I’ll pay you back when I’m out of here. I just have to work some more shifts and I know that I’ll be able to pay you back, okay?”
Now I can’t help but laugh. There’s no way my sweet little Eva could ever pay me back working as a waitress. “You’re kidding, right?” I ask her. “Look at it, sweetheart.”
She turns and I watch as her eyes grow wide and her face pales. The top bag is from Chanel. Under it are bags from Burberry, Hermes, and Gucci. I’d told the wives to pick her up some makeup and other toiletries as well, and I can guarantee that they didn’t come from Walmart.
“I can’t accept this,” she says, turning back to me. “There’s no way that I can take all of this, because there’s no way that I can pay you back.”
I ignore her and scoop her up into my arms, pulling her close to my chest and heading out the door for the bathroom. She can protest all that she wants, but she and I both know that this stuff is for her and there’s not a damn thing that she can do about it.
“Roque, I’m serious,” she says as soon as I put her down in the bathroom. “You can’t think that I’m going to be okay taking all of that from you, right?”
“Eva, I don’t care if you’re okay with it or not. You need to shower and you need to change clothes. We’re going to do that now and then you and are going to talk. Don’t you think that it’s time we get some things figured out?”
She juts out her chin and crosses
